✮ BEACH BUMS ✮

『"WHAT THE FUCK, YOU GUYS ARE LIKE SIAMESE TWINS CONJOINED BY BRIE"』

𝑪𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑬 𝑳𝑶𝑼𝑰𝑺𝑬 (𝑷.𝑶.𝑽)

There was no way in hell I would be drinking any alcohol tonight, I needed to get Brienna out of there before she would do more stuff she would regret. I could just smell it, the smell of teen desperation, in other words, this place reeked of vomit and cheap beer. 

I tied my hair back in a bun at the end of my skull and at the top of my neck.  The cross that hung between my chiseled collarbones kept banging on the center of my chest, ouch. This thing is like a pound of gold, but the glint of the golden cross would hopefully scare off any drunk guy that was hoping for some action. 

My eyes were curtained with the crusty mascara from the night before, it was the last week before school would start so there was no need in putting effort into eye makeup. But at least I made myself presentable and I cleaned off the smudges of makeup under my eyes.

Everyone at this party looked the same, having fun and enjoying themselves. I mean god knows what liquid courage can do to a bunch of devalued and bitter teenagers. 

I was really hoping that I would be able to skim underneath the noses of all these Partiers. I had been able to weave through several crowds of people before I felt something on my wrist.

It was either an intoxicated person holding onto my wrist or the cold clammy hands of death, I turned to see a guy. He was tall, brown hair, he had a barely noticeable silver chain on, a Hawaiian tee, tan khaki shorts, sunglasses, '𝘎𝘰𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰, 𝘴𝘰, 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘵'...

He looked like he had just got tied to the end of a tow truck and dragged halfway across the shore of the beach, essentially he looked like shit. Or he would have looked like shit, It was pretty mind-boggling that he would pull off looking like that.

Maybe it was out of my extremist hormonal attraction to guys that don't give a shit about me, it probably had something to do with my abundantly clear Daddy issues. But that is a story for another day, I was too busy staring at those lips.

"Are you God... Ahaha.." he said in a slurred tone, I heard a pinch of Irish in his voice. If there was something that was going to make him less attractive, please tell me, like now? I could use something to really repulse me from this perfect boy.

"No? And you are extremely drunk, so I am going to go now..." I said trying my best to seem as disinterested in him as possible, nearing the end of the sentence I awkwardly pointed my fingers deeper into the party.

"Aww, where are you going? I have a... um- a Christmas wish, you need to answer my prayers" he still had a firm grip on my wrist and held his hand to mine, which was notably larger.  And held out hands together as if they were praying. 

I looked away, I couldn't rely on myself to not make a move. I put a strand of golden blonde hair behind my ear and looked back at him. "Ok fine you have one wish but then I need to find my friend."

He looked pretty happy, she smiled. Perfect teeth too? Was there anything wrong with him? I crossed my arms and then he said "Could you hang out with me ad my friends"

"I just told you I need to go help my friend"

"It will only be a little bit of time... Come onnnn-"

"Fine..." 'Did I just break? Brie is probably getting slapped down by some party boys right now'.

He had his tight grip around his hand and dragging me towards a bonfire, this might just be the end of me.

𝑷𝑨𝑻𝑹𝑰𝑪𝑲 𝑻𝑶𝑫𝑫 (𝑷.𝑶.𝑽)

The room was spinning, I felt so euphoric, as od as my personal witness, I am going to hell. I probably have taken so many drinks from people tonight, I have more alcohol in my bloodstream than actual blood.

There has been many times where I fucked up, I fuck up girls. It's just what I do, I think that prostitution may be a noble profession. At least for a guy like me, but I am too drunk to even think about that right now.

This pretty girl is standing right in front of me anyway, might as well take some time to have some fun tonight. It's not like I am ever going to see this girl ever again. 

So I brought her towards the bonfire, there was Kodiak and Kohan but they both were making out with this girl. She had dark brown hair, full lips, narrow eyes, and sculpted eyebrows. She gave off a sort of a hippie, down to earthy vibe. She was wearing a sundress, It didn't look like anything I had seen a girl wear before, maybe she had made it herself.

Before I could continue thinking about it I heard a blood-curdling scream to the left to me, holy shit now that was loud. I rubbed my ears and turned to her, the girl's jaw was on the floor and she then shouted.

"What the fuck you guys are like Siamese Twins conjoined by Brie!", I stifled a laugh at the comment but she looked completely mortified.

The girl, apparently named Brie pulled away from Kohan with lipstick smeared on both of their faces, including Kodiaks. They all just looked like sweaty, guilty, lipstick smeared, teenagers.

"Carrie! Meet Kohdackie" She laughed pointed to both of the boys, they both smiled. It was obvious that they didn't really feel guilty, and she seemed too drunk to know otherwise.

The blonde girl ran to her friend Brie and Carrie, I will have to try and remember that tonight. But Carrie was tugging at her wrist, she seemed a little worried actually very worried. 

"Brie are you seriously so drunk that you are making out with two guys!" Said Carrie

"What are you talking about, there's only one of them..?" She rubbed her eyes and looked shocked, was she literally seeing double or something? Or was it just an excuse for her to be a slutty girl.

"Hey, I thought you knew, Kohan and I are sorry" Kohan nodded along to what Kodiak had said.

Truthfully I felt so guilty about what had happened, I am well aware that the guys and we have a tendency to... Go off the rails. And maybe I could have saved myself and them some of the stress tonight if I didn't leave them to have complete freedom. 

"Hey, It was just a misunderstanding. Let's talk it over with some drinks?", I really hoped to calm this situation they seemed like nice girls.

I saw Brie and Carrie look to each other and it seemed that they were debating if they should, then Carrie then looked to me. I had not noticed that I was still holding onto her wrist until she took her other hand and used it to remove mine.

"Sure, as long as you hold my hair back?", Carrie seemed to regret what she had said. I wouldn't mind for her to mention it more, I just had a tame chuckle to the comment. 

𝗤𝗢𝗧𝗗: 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲, 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲?